I Am An Armani And A Dolce

Everyone Is Doing Forensics.

On The Last Morning Of Virginia's Bloodiest Year Since The Civil War, I Built A Fire And Sat Facing A Window Of Darkness Where At Sunrise I Knew I Would Find The Sea.

In My Forties, My Optimism Was Boundless. I Had Really Good Health And Tremendous Success Which Allowed Me To Do Anything I Wanted.

Has All The Trappings Of A Mystery Novel, Doesn't It?

Even If You Are A Best-seller You Feel Insecure Because It Is All So Unpredictable.